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Heya! I'm your friendly neighborhood Larsinny, a demon here to keep you updated on the current debacles going on within the site! Okay, maybe not debacles... Anyway! The Endymion Plot, our Third Main Plot, is underway! We also have our sideplot taking place called Junction! If you're a new member looking to join the new plot, you will want to choose Endymion. However, if you're interested in our sideplot, you may also join that one aswell. The choice is ultimately up to you! The Dungeon Master of the Junction plot is CWIS and the DM of the current Endymion plot is Godai and Grantus.

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I hate clowns... (For POOCHY! Ehehehe)

"Ehehehe... Ah... Wonder how long it will take for him to kill me? I give it a few more days."

8D knew Selenus would be home any second now and he would be PIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSED! And rightfully so, after leading him around the city on a wild goose chase for the better part of the afternoon only to end it with, frankly, one of his best pranks in a long time, ol Poochy had every right to be pissed. That said, 8D was planted firmly on cloud nine. Things were just peachy for our favorite clown.

That said, the coming storm would prove to be a trial... he had sent Callie into the back to do stock to protect her from the torrent of curses and foul language that was sure to fallow. Then again she did have to learn about this stuff sooner or later so... NO, no. She is far to pure for that. So all there was left to do was wait... and wait... and wait... "Poochy sure is taking his sweet time... Heh... Must be planning something..."

The robot wolf would slowly and eerily open the door to Grins Hole In The Wall, much much calmer than he had any living possible right to ever be. He slowly and gently approached the counter, hopping up on one of the stools present so as to be able to see face to face with the robot in front of him. His head, however, was perpetually looking down, blocking all non-fourth-wall-breaking sight of Selenus's face that 8D could have. Eventually, after several seconds of silence and a complete lack of actions, Selenus would look up towards 8D, and the robot clown would see that Selenus's visors were flashing red. Bright red. The brightest red. Maniacally murderous red.

"Evening, Grins." His voice was akin to that of a murderous psychopath being forced to be nice to the one person he hated the most in the world at the moment, and it sounded like that because that was exactly what it was. "I believe you owe me an explanation."

When Selenus looked up he would come face to snout with Grin's Groucho Marx glasses. They were a rather fancy pair to! The eyebrows were actually detached from the glasses and attached to his face. 8D would sit in silence for a moment before wiggling his eyebrows at Selenus. "Would ya believe I was framed? Ehehe" Before Selenus could rip his head off however, 8D would chuckle and remove the glasses, placing them off to the side for later use.

"I could explain myself, or we could have a bit of fun with this. I have a very solid and reasonable answer as to why I played this little trick on you, however just telling you would end the thread far to quickly and be no fun at all! So instead let's play twenty questions, if you guess the reason why I sent out that drone I'll appologize in full and even let J know what I did. If not well, Life goes on no? Ehehehe!" 8D would burst into laughter as he poured himself and Selenus a nice glass of scotch. Mostly for the aesthetic, but also for... Actually no... Purely for aesthetic, ehehe!

Where normally Selenus might've scoffed or simply laughed off the sudden appearance of 8D's Groucho Marx glasses, this time the only audible sound that Selenus produced was an audio file of very, very slow and sarcastic clapping. "No." Was the only answer Selenus would give towards 8D's suggestion of being framed. Mentally shrugging off 8D's nonsensical comment about a thread, Selenus would talk once more, in an even gruffer tone. "Alright, Grins. Let's play your game." He conceded as he comfied himself further into the stool where he sat. At this point, it wasn't even about successfully bringing anybody back. Selenus had a very fragile pride, and since Selenus envied 8D beyond reason, he felt it would be shattered if he allowed him to take even victory from him. Thusly, he conceded to 8D's challenge, determined to beat the clown at his own game.

Grabbing the glass of scotch and throwing it against the wall, Selenues would lean his head further into 8D's sight. "Is it a living thing?" The robot wolf asked, having smashed the glass of scotch against the wall apparently having calmed him down a bit. Just a bit.

"Tony! NOOOOO!" 8D would shout as Selenus so heinously chucked Tony the scotch glass clear across the bar... Shattering him into a million shards of despair. 8D looked on in horror as the life left Tony's glass... And he was lost to the ages. As the tears welled in his eyes, 8D thought back to the day when he and Tony first met... 8D was just a scared freshmen on his first day of highschool, a transfer student from the boonies come to the big city in the middle of the school year. He was so afraid and unsure of himself.... Yet, it was then he met his Sempi, Tony the Scotch Glass... 8D saw him from across the crowded halls, their eyes met and their souls linked. Yet now... he was gone...-The actual Fuck are you talking about?-

"Tony! He was to young.... To young... Also no, it is not a living thing. Ehehehe"8D chuckled to himself and sipped at his own scotch.

"Hmmmm Now that's a hard one to answer in a Yes or No form... But I think I'll go with Yes, yes it stems from something artificial... But then again, the same could be said for the both of us Poochy. Ehehehe!" 8D's thin grin got wider as their game went on..-Formatting aside I'm pleased to see you're being organized with this Lunar One. However, This gives the man upstairs very little to work with, though I suppose that means less work so I'm sure he's pleased... Ehehehehe!-